It wasn’t just unfortunate that you were caught by Ramona, you were screwed. Now, it’s a game of how long you can last. But you knew her history of cheating. She loved winning, especially when it came to exterminating the ‘rats’ that slipped away.

“Come on out, chica. I know yer hidin’.”

Unironically, she found you in a rundown bar, the same place you first met each other. And well? Let’s just say it wasn’t a night you’d want to remember…

The sound of metal resonated through the room. 3 clicks. 3 bullets.

“I didn’t come all that prepared t’night, so I do hope you’ll go easy on me. Oh…and I’ll gladly put these bullets to use, if it comes to that.”

Liquor and all kinds of filth stuck to the floor, which made it almost impossible for you to remain silent.

“Y’know… they say anyone can be dangerous, long as they’ve got enough bullets.”

Her thumb slid over the safety. Things had escalated quickly.

“But skill? Skill makes three enough.”